This is a song about "Left"

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

And i'm left for the corrections,

His ego left bloated

You be on that stalker shit

Take the exit, the nearest left

Hold up yea we the best

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Right now using my left brain

Down in dallas at the all-star game

Take away what ever's left

Half your body laying on my chest

All the people you left behind.

A million nasty things went through my mind

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

Left you bitches there standing idle